Ping Pong Life

Chapter 25 Relegation and Relegation
Wu Li is 21 years old this year. He plays the ball very well, but his personality is too silent.

He knocked lightly on the half-open door of the office, walked in quietly, looked at Luo Zhihong quietly, and didn't say a word, but there was a hint of depression in his brows, because he practiced well and was suddenly called away , This will affect the training plan he set for himself today.

"You..." Luo Zhihong pointed at him, and wanted to vent his anger by cursing, but he hesitated, because he knew that cursing would be useless.

This kid has this personality. If he could change it, he would have changed it when he joined the team two years ago.

But now that people are here, they have to say something: "Daily practice is different from official competition, this...do you understand?"

Wu Li hesitated for a moment, and said with some reluctance: "Understood."

"Especially practicing with your sparring partner."

Luo Zhihong said earnestly: "Others have sacrificed their own training time to help you improve, you have to respect them..."

Wu Li moved his lips, but said nothing.

Luo Zhihong continued: "We all know that you play well, but when you usually fight, can you treat them a little, a little better?"

Wu Li said: "Luo Zhi, I..."

"Don't tell me, let me talk." Luo Zhihong interrupted him: "Usually in practice, if you win a goal and lose a goal, how big a deal can it be? You just let them win a few goals by letting them win a few goals. Could it still affect your training effect?"

He looked at the force and wanted to speak, so he raised his voice and said, "Don't talk!"

Martial force was a little aggrieved, but he still squeezed his mouth tightly after all.

"Last time you came to complain to me, saying that Xiao Ping and Xiao Jian were not good enough to achieve the goal of training, and wanted to change to a partner, but do you know? Xiao Ping and Xiao Jian, because they just came to the base not long ago and are still timid, they practiced with you under my compulsion."

Luo Zhihong was really full of bitterness and wanted to pour out: "But look, what have you done? You shave people's heads every day! You don't let them win a single ball! Other parents went to the base three times a month, This time, I simply made a fuss with me, and no matter what, I won’t let the child play with you.”

He spread his hands and let out a long sigh: "What do you want me to do this time?"

Although Wu Li didn't feel that he was at fault, he also knew that he was indeed causing trouble for the head coach. He muttered for a long time before he whispered: "I heard that there will be a relegation match tomorrow?"

Hearing this, Luo Zhihong laughed angrily: "Okay, force, have you already made up your mind for a new team member? You beat Xiao Ping and Xiao Jian so hard, didn't you mean it?"

Wu Li kept his head down and pretended to be dead. The meaning was obvious: You can criticize me casually. Anyway, the matter is already like this. You old man still has to solve the problem after all.

Luo Zhihong couldn't bear it anymore, kicked his ass, and cursed with a smile: "Little bastard, get out!"

When Wu Li left, Luo Zhihong couldn't sit still. He dialed the number again: "Wang Zhi, is the place for the relegation match released? Come here, let's chat."

……

In the early morning of this day, the relegation match officially started.

For the Jiangcheng Table Tennis Team, this is a rare moment for the main players and substitute players to compete on the same field. At the same time, it is also a moment for all the coaches to gather together.

There is no training today, and all the substitute players are here to watch the game.

Except for the three players who need to play the game, the main players are free to move around. They can watch the game or go to exercise. There are no hard and fast rules.

Wang Chao looked at a certain part of the arena from a distance. He knew that the half-bald middle-aged man with a kind face was the highest officer of the base, head coach Luo Zhihong.

If nothing else, after today's game, this person should be his head coach.

There was not much red tape, and the six players came out directly, namely Wang Chao, Jiang Shan, and Tian Ye, who were the top three substitute players, and Zhou Bo, Li Fang, and Gao Ming, who were the last among the main players.

The next matchup will be substitute No.1 vs main No.1 from the bottom, substitute No.2 vs main No.2 from the bottom, and so on.

In fact, this rule is not particularly strict, and there is a certain element of luck and coincidence. The real and fairest selection method should be a round of six people.

But for so many years, Huaguo's internal relegation competitions at all levels have followed this simple rule without any changes, and Huaguo's table tennis has always been number one in the world without any mistakes.

That being the case, Luo Zhihong will naturally not intentionally go unconventional this time.

In his opinion, this should belong to some kind of "metaphysics" in the table tennis world, and it may even be a loophole in the rules deliberately left by the national team to hide the bosses.

After all, who says luck isn't part of strength?
So the final matchup is:
Wang Chao vs Gao Ming.

Jiang Shan vs Li Fang.

Tian Ye vs Zhou Bo.

Three games, four wins in seven games, the winner is promoted to the home team, and the loser is transferred to the substitute team, simple and clear.

The three games are played sequentially on the same table, which is convenient for other players to watch closely and learn from.

Wang Chao was the first to appear on the stage. He saw that his opponent Gao Ming had a vicissitudes of life on his face. It seemed that there were three points of anxiety, three points of viciousness, three points of confusion, and a trace of madness between his brows.

This made Wang Chao faintly guess.

Gao Ming is 25 years old this year. For a professional table tennis player, this age is not too young. He is still playing in the city team. Basically, the chance of entering the national team is very small, so it is reasonable to speculate that he should be the one Jiang Shan mentioned before. The kind of person who wants to train his strength at the base, and then go to play table tennis, the right to be a job, to support his family.

Gao Ming serves first, with very standard short backspin.

Wang Chao didn't touch it directly, but rubbed it steadily.

Gao Ming was also unwilling to take the initiative to exert force, because in the face of such a situation of pulling the short ball, the side who took the initiative had to bear the risk of attacking, so he made another short ball.

After the first ball, after three rounds, Wang Chao has basically understood the opponent's style and mentality.

"A typical old bastard player, his playing style is relatively rigid, he doesn't seek merit, but seeks no mistakes, has a calm mind, is patient enough, wants to slowly look for opportunities, and then kills with one blow, but... this way of playing, basically the game There are not many variables, abuse food is very stable, and there is no chance at all when encountering someone who is stronger than myself."

The ball was very boring, and the two sides struggled for seven rounds. In the end, Gao Ming returned the ball slightly higher and was picked by Wang Chao to score directly.

Then for the second ball, Gao Ming still sent short backspin, and then they still rubbed each other back and forth. After another six rounds, Wang Chao returned the ball slightly higher, and Gao Ming directly picked and scored.

The first two goals were scored 1:1, and many main players who came to watch the freshness shook their heads on the sidelines of the court, some yawned, and some turned and left.

A few days ago, they heard that a folk god came to the substitute team, and there was a lot of discussion, and then they heard that the folk god made a lot of troubles, and they were even more curious, so today, apart from the ball lunatic Wu Li, who is still training hard , everyone else came over to watch the fun.

result……

That's it?

It was such a boring scene with Gao Ming, and the main players felt that they were not as famous as meeting each other.

Even Luo Zhihong couldn't help but glance at Wang Bin beside him.

"I can't fathom what this kid is thinking." Wang Bin explained in a low voice, "But Luo Zhi, I can assure you that this kid is very likely to be the best seedling in Jiangcheng City in the past three years."

Luo Zhihong shook her head and chuckled lightly, disapprovingly: "It's better than force?"

Wang Bin was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a long time, he said, "I don't know, why don't you let them take a look?"

(End of this chapter)